Lady Scarlet was wearing a tight, black corset that hugged her voluptuous body and accentuated her plump breasts. Her long, shapely legs were sheathed in fishnet stockings and thoughts of how they looked wrapped around Mr. Wanker's face made her smile.
She had been planning this for a long time, and tonight was the night when she would finally let him experience the true meaning of being her toilet. She was thrilled at the thought of him worshipping her body, her every orifice, and the taste of her excrement.
Lady Scarlet watched as Mr. Wanker knelt before her, his eyes fixed on her panties. She could see the desire in his eyes and it nearly drove her wild. She knew he couldn't wait to feel her warm piss and taste her shit on his tongue.
Slowly, she lowered her panties and teased him by rubbing her pussy against his face. He couldn't resist the temptation any longer and went straight for her wet cunt. His tongue lapped up her juices like a hungry animal.
As he continued to pleasure her, Lady Scarlet reached down and took his cock in her hand. She stroked it slowly, teasing him even more. She wanted him to beg and plead before she allowed him to cum.
When she was finally ready, she gently pushed him onto his back and straddled him. Her pussy was dripping wet with excitement. She positioned his cock at her entrance and lowered herself onto it slowly.
Mr. Wanker moaned as he felt Lady Scarlet's warmth envelop him. She began to ride him, her hips grinding against his pelvis. She could feel him growing harder inside of her.
Finally, she stopped and dismounted from him. Without a word, she walked over to the toilet and sat down. She spread her legs wide open and looked over her shoulder at him.
"Time to earn your keep, Mr. Wanker," she said with a sultry smile. "You've made me decide to let you taste my excrement."
Mr. Wanker got on his knees in front of her, his heart racing with anticipation. Lady Scarlet smiled wickedly as she positioned his head over her toilet seat.
"Suck it up, my little toilet," she commanded.
She pushed out a soft, round turd into his waiting mouth. He couldn't believe the taste, but he couldn't deny his craving for more. He hungrily swallowed the delicacy as Lady Scarlet watched, pleased with his performance.
She had more in store for him. She reached into her toilet bowl and pulled out a gloved hand. She made him lick each finger clean, relishing in the sight of him cleaning up after her.
Next, she turned around and squatted over the toilet. She pushed out another turd and plopped it onto the toilet seat. She turned back around and motioned for Mr. Wanker to come closer.
"Don't you dare vomit," she warned. "You'll be cleaning that up with your own tongue."
Mr. Wanker nodded his understanding as he knelt down beside the toilet. Lady Scarlet invited him to eat her shit and he gladly accepted. He savored every bite, enjoying the sweet and salty flavors that danced on his tongue.
Finally, satisfied with his performance, Lady Scarlet allowed him to cum. She watched with pleasure as his cock pulsed and jerked uncontrollably in her hand.
As he lay there, spent but content, Lady Scarlet smiled to herself. She had found a new toy to play with, and Mr. Wanker would do anything to make her happy. She ran her hand across his chest, feeling the soft hairs tickle her palm.
"That was quite a performance, my little toilet," she said, a smile on her face. "I think you'll make a great addition to my collection."
